THOSE NOSE FOLLICLES...

Those nose follicles wide open, I'm catching a cold, cold romantic love fever don't call the medicine man, call the psychiatrist there you are, this routine is very bizzare, sex is physical not love by far, though people stop and stare, love nothing is but a bunch of hot air, Love Potion Number nine, is over rated all embedded in your mind, your own people can be enemy the worst kind...
if you choose the game to play it, boys, girls, men, womem all convey it, I love you, they can make you say it...I thought she had my nose but it had more to do with those nose follicles...